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5.24.2010

Lucky Strike

Everyone can see me trying my best tonight
with the highest heels
comes the lowest of expectations.

I walk into that room,
it's heavy with the smell of you.
Smeared red lipstick stains
and this picture won't fit its frames.

You only know the smallest part of me
does that make it less true?
Tell my mind to stop so my hands can keep going
and going and gone again.

I swear this is the last time,
Until the next time.
I fall so fast and with each button it's harder to stop than ever before.

Please just leave me alone
I think that's what I want today.

Oh wait baby where did you go,
and what do I have to do to make you stay?

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